Sup guys, Lighting wolf here back for another story, this one about Star Wars, enjoy the 500-word chapter. I don't own Star Wars, Disney and Lucas arts do.
"Sir, our men have just reported in that the deal is going through, Empire just lost their supplies." A mercenary thug said as he spoke through his communicator. On the other end was the leader of the criminals, he wore a jacket over his armor and grey undershirt, a dl 44 blaster pistol hung in a holster on his leg, his blackhair was slicked back, allowing his scars and grey eyes to stare back at the thug.
"Good, you load them up and let's go, we got work to get done, I don't pay my thugs in the shattered blade for nothing. Now get moving." The merc nodded as he turned off his communicator to help the other thugs load up the stolen supplies into the arriving shuttle.
A Gozanti class cruiser flew through space, the 2 laser canons which the freighter normally sported were backed up by missile launchers and anti-fighter canons. 4-star viper fighters were docked to the bottom of the ship as it flew through space. The cruisers name, Backstabbed Dagger was printed on its side as the emblem of a pair of crossed daggers was painted into the ship's side. This was the transport/ flagship of Shattered Blade.
Trell Goso, the leader of Shattered Blade, sat at his office in the ship, two mercs armed with blaster rifles guarded said room as the man talked on a holo communicator.
"And I am telling you, Hojo, you must be crazy to think I'm going to hand over the crates of blasters we smuggled off Kessel, I am selling them to the Rebels, you want to try and swindle me out of something like this, you can try. Now we are done talking." Trell shut off the communicator as he turned to stare out into space as the freighter went to hyperspace. Trell looked out the office's window as Cutthroat station, the Shattered Blade's supply came into view, dozens of Star Viper fighters which were owned by the criminal faction patrolled the asteroid field around the station as dozens of shuttles and freighters took supplies to and from the station.
Trell watched as 4 of his thugs unloaded crates of supplies as they pulled the cargo down the ship's lift. Trell sat in his office chair as another transmission played on the communicator.
"Commander Sato, I hope you got the blasters you asked for." The rebel leader nodded and then spoke up as more supplies were loaded into the ship by the Criminal leader's thugs.
"Yes, I will never understand why you don't join the rebellion, we could use someone like you, I guess it doesn't matter however, I have sent the coordinates for the supply you plan to hit as per our agreement, Trell, I bid you good day." Trell looked out the window as his ship was prepared for battle.
Author notes
This story takes place after season 2, I will be trying to update it when I can. Until then, lighting wolf out!